Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by deecrossett, Dec 5, 2002.

  1. deecrossett

    deecrossett New Member


    Sometimes I ask the question,
    "My Lord, is this Your will?"
    It's then I hear You answer me,
    "My Precious child . . . be still."

    Sometimes I feel frustrated,
    'Cause I think know what's best.
    It's then I hear You say to me,
    "My busy child . . . just rest."

    Sometimes I feel so lonely
    And I think I'd like a mate.
    Your still small voice gets oh, so clear
    And says, "My child . . . please wait."

    "I know the plans I have for you,
    The wondrous things you'll see;
    If you can just be patient, child,
    And put your trust in Me.

    I've plans to draw you closer.
    I've plans to help you grow.
    There's much I do you cannot see
    And much you do not know.

    But know this, child . . . I love you!
    You are precious unto Me.
    Before I formed you in the womb,
    I planned your destiny.

    I've something very special
    I hope for you to learn.
    The gifts I wish to give to you
    Are gifts you cannot earn.

    They come without a price tag,
    But not without a cost;
    At Calvary, I gave My Son,
    So you would not be lost.

    Rest child, and do not weary
    Of doing what is good.
    I promise I'll come back for you
    Just like I said I would.

    Your name is written on My palm,
    I never could forget;
    Therefore, do not be discouraged when
    My answer is . . . "Not Yet"